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Nine hundred and seventieth eight chapters because of the thief

The gate of the manor opened automatically, and a loud voice inside said, "Please forgive Liao for being a clumsy person. I didn't recognize that the two of them were also fellows. Please come in."

Xin Youxun was the advanced village, and Zeng Fu followed closely. He wondered, why did Empress Xun, who was usually cautious in dealing with things, suddenly become a Xin Hero who dared to take risks and act?

The manor is very simple, and most of the houses around it are already broken, obviously abandoned for a long time. There are not two monks in the yard, but five monks standing in a scattered manner, looking at two donkey-riding women with cold eyes. The man who claimed to be Liao was the horse-faced monk who had intercepted two women on the road.

Xin Youxun stopped at the door, hid his hands in his sleeves, and silently recalled the technique of sacrificial talismans in his mind. At the same time, his eyes turned, and soon he recognized who was the leader among the five people. This person looked in his forties, wearing a Taoist robe, with a bun of hair, and without a hairpin. He did not stand in the middle, but was on the edge. He just had to jump over and block the retreat of the two women.

Among the five, he was the most calm.

"The world is in great danger, and it is a good time to show off your skills and make achievements. You have been practicing hard for many years, so why are you a thief all the time?" Xin Youxun's eyes slowly swept over and finally fell on the monk Wuzhang.

The five monks sneered at the same time, and the answer was the Taoist priest named Liao. He took two steps forward, took out several complicated gestures with his right hand, and summoned a long magic sword. "Thieves? Do you think we are thieves? Haha, the Taoist throne is about to swallow the whole world, but the world regards Taoist priests as gods. "We just picked up some residues and became thieves."

"That's not a residue, it's a living woman and a baby. The Taoist dynasty has not yet reached the point of using evil magic to improve practice." Xin Youxun had swept it and found no whereabouts of the pregnant women.

"Haha, you are quite willing to speak for the Taoist throne, but the reason is not said. Come on, report your name. Take off the veil and let me see your true face, and then learn about your talisman technique."

The Taoist priest surnamed Liao confirmed that these two women were not monks, and that they were so brave that they were only talisman masters.

Xin Youxun prepared the talisman in her hand, but she didn't want to take action so quickly. She still looked at the monk without hairpin, "I recognize you. Your name is Chen Guanhuo. He used to be the subordinate of the mage Wang Lan Curling. Later, she joined Pei Shuai's monk group, how could she get along with this group of people?"

Xin Youxun has a great memory of the characters. Chen Guanhuo is not an important monk. She has only seen him a few times and has never even spoken, but she remembers his general resume.

The five monks were all surprised and no longer dared to underestimate these two "talisman masters" who came to the door. The Taoist priest surnamed Liao was about to swing his sword to cast spells, but Chen Guanhuo raised his hand to stop him. "Your honored his name and his name, but he actually recognized a little person like me?"

"You are not a little man. You have resisted Lan Binggu's tyranny, participated in several wars against demons, and made great achievements..."

"Haha!" Chen Guanhuo laughed out loud. "Your tone looks like a big man. Yes, I have resisted and fought, but I don't want to make meritorious service. I just want to save my life. The same is true now. You are talisman masters, have you not noticed that the Taoist sect is stopping supplying spells?"

"Oh. No wonder I saw the Taoist Tower shaking a few times. So that's what happened." Zeng Fu suddenly realized, jumped off the donkey's back, raised his hands, "I'm not a talisman master, nor a monk, but an ordinary mortal, maid, or maid... I can do whatever I want, just don't cast spells on me."

Zeng Fu was also wearing a veil. Chen Guanhuo felt a little familiar. He recalled and said, "In the past few months, the inner alchemy of the monks has progressed rapidly, and the effectiveness of the Longbin Society's talismans doubled. Once the Taoist sect completely stops supplying spells, do you know what will happen? The monks will easily become obsessed with the sudden reduction of their help, and your talismans that have been written will become unstable."

"What's the relationship with you forcibly snatching pregnant women?" Zeng Fu asked.

"Because Daotong has been looking for pregnant women everywhere these days, and has quietly examined the fetus in some people's wombs."

"Are they looking for a viviparous root? " Zeng Fu guessed that Zuo Liuying, whom she served, was a rare viviparous root.

Chen Guanhuo felt more and more that he had seen this woman, and his tone eased, "We also guessed this way. In short, we would find it earlier than the Taoist dynasty."

"What are you doing? You are not Taoist priests. What's the use of having a viviparous root? "

Chen Guanhuo did not answer, and the Taoist priest surnamed Liao said dissatisfiedly: "Why tell these to the two female talisman masters? Just kill the matter. The Taoist priests went elsewhere to find pregnant women, and the other monks and talisman masters went to the war. This area is our five dominant power."

The other three monks thought this idea was good, so they summoned magic weapons and prepared to siege the two women.

Xin Youxun made a move first. Her hands were hunched in her sleeves and had been practicing quietly for a while. She felt that it was almost done. She never thought that it could solve the problem by relying on persuasion. Therefore, she made a ruthless move and used more than a dozen paper talismans hidden in her sleeves.

The Xin brothers and sisters have different personalities, but the techniques of sacrificial talismans are very similar. They are all big-handed and think that the faster the better.

The level of these talismans is unknown. They were written by Longbin’s Nine-level crown talisman master. They contain magic that Kun Dun spreads, and their power has increased several times.

If a real great talisman master sacrifices talismans, these dozens of magic can reach the level that the naked eye cannot see clearly. Even an ordinary talisman master can be ruthless, steady, fast and accurate as long as the talisman sacrifices are more proficient, so that the enemy cannot defend themselves. However, Xin Youxun greatly overestimated his talisman sacrifice ability. When this series of talismans were sacrificed, the sound was earth-shaking, the smoke was filled with light, and the momentum was amazing, but the actual power was greatly reduced.

But after all, she sacrificed the talismans, which scared the five monks and ascended to avoid them. She immediately reached into her bag and took out more talismans. Before she could take a closer look, she wanted to sacrifice them again.

After the initial panic, the five monks discovered the biggest loophole of the female talisman master. Her accuracy was too bad, almost aimless. The spells she sacrificed were powerful on the surface, and it was enough to deal with mortals who could only move left and right, back and forth. It was too far behind to attack monks who could fly at will.

"Where did the stupid woman come from?" The monk surnamed Liao no longer called her a talisman master. He swung his sword in the air to cast spells, and two long swords with flashing cold light attacked the two targets respectively.

Xin Youxun sacrificed the second round of talismans, but it had both attack and defense. Although the accuracy was a little worse, the distribution range was quite large. A talisman shield hit two long swords one after another, and actually blocked the attack. It disappeared together with the enemy's method.

"Brother Liao, the spell of stupid women is not stupid at all." A monk laughed.

The Taoist priest surnamed Liao blushed and fired several spells in succession, all of which were transformed into swords. In addition to Chen Guanhuo, the other three Taoist priests also joined the battle, with fireballs, ice thorns and stones coming together.

Xin Youxun could no longer stop it.

Zeng Fu shook his head helplessly and patted the donkey's back, "Go on, broom. It seems that I can't hide you until the end."

The donkey raised its front hooves and landed heavily. It suddenly jumped up, passing through the smoke created by Xin Youxun, and recovered the Qilin with its original body with its silver horns flashing.

The broom has not yet grown up, but its figure is much larger than a donkey. Different objects are wrapped around the two silver horns, a small sword in the right corner, and a small mirror in the left corner. There is also a copper bell hanging around its neck. They are not just decorations, but magic weapons of high grade.

Zeng Fu dared to leave the imperial capital with Xin Youxun, and his confidence came from the broom. Its spirituality is much worse than that of the Pangshan Iron Qilin. However, after Zuo Liuying personally strengthened the method of refining beasts, it has made complete progress. Although the inner elixir has not yet formed, it is no longer an ordinary Qilin. The three magic weapons on it were also given to Zuo Liuying. Any of them is a treasure of eighth grade or above. It is enough to make the Taoist priests and the monks jealous.

It is really a bit of a waste of talent to use a broom to deal with five unprepared ordinary monks.

Just a few feet above the ground, the two silver horns of the broom shot white lights out from each other, attacking the two monks. The five people had already relaxed their guard. They never thought that the "stupid women" were not only not stupid in their talismans, but also in their mounts, but also in the Qilin. They did not see any flaws before.

The monk surnamed Liao and another monk were closest to each other and were hit by white light almost at the same time. He screamed and fell to the ground. Chen Guanhuo and the other three were stunned. The kilin had already rushed over and sent two more white lights to hit the two, and finally drove Chen Guanhuo away.

The white light emitted by the broom was not a spell of a higher Taoist priest. It was clearly visible that if the five monks had prepared for a long time, they would not have been so easily hit. However, they were too careless and did not retreat and set aside, but they slowly approached, and they did not even have time to turn around and escape.

Xin Youxun stopped sacrificing talismans and finally believed that Zeng Fu had said before was correct: the casual cultivator and the talisman master of Xijie did deliberately give in to the point of being humble when fighting. When it was time to fight life and death, she was as clumsy as the talisman that had just begun, and this clumsy is irreparable from the talisman that was so strong that no matter how powerful the talisman is, she cannot make up for it.

"From now on, I will practice the sacrifice talisman well." Xin Youxun said.

Zeng Fu laughed and called the broom back, letting it lead the way, and walked towards the four seriously injured monks who fell to the ground. Screams kept coming from the air, and Chen Guanhuo also fell down, just in front of Zeng Fu.

"I recognize you, you are... you are Miss Zeng. Is this Pangshan Iron Qilin? Could this be... Could it be..." Chen Guanhuo once escorted the Princess Xijie to Beijing to get married. After seeing Zeng Fu several times, he remembered her voice, but he did not dare to say the three words "Queen Xun", but his face had changed drastically. He forgot that bleeding from his chest. The other four monks also held back their voices. Although they didn't know who was "Miss Zeng", they did not dare to underestimate her at all.

Zeng Fu snorted disdainfully, "I don't know, is this an iron kirin? It's an silver-horned kirin. Forget it, I'll ask you, how many pregnant women have you caught? Where are you hiding?"

"There are only fourteen in total, all underground. I'll let them out immediately..."

"Just fourteen? How many more do you want to catch? I used to think you are a good person, but I turned out to be so bad-hearted. Yang Qingyin and Mu Xingqiu shouldn't have saved you."

Chen Guanhuo and other casual cultivators were chased by Longbin Society. It was Mu and Yang who helped them clean up the charges. When they heard the accusation, Chen Guanhuo blushed, "I was deceived by a traitor..."

Zeng Fu snorted, turned around and said to Xin Youxun: "What should I do if the heroes are? He recognized our identities. Do you want to kill someone to silence me?"

Xin Youxun rode a donkey and walked over. Although the sacrifice of the talisman failed, she was still more like a "master" than Zeng Fu. "Wait for a while. Chen Guanhuo, it was this morning that the Taoist dynasty tower stopped spells, and the Taoist dynasty has always been secretive. How do you know that they are looking for the root of the fertilization of the Tao?"

Recognizing Queen Xun, Chen Guanhuo had no fighting spirit. He reluctantly sat up and untied a copper gourd from behind, "It told me."

Zeng Fu approached and watched, "This seems to be something from Taoism."

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